, na, so slow) Positivity, yes Na, na, na, na, na, na, so slow Wave your hands for positivity, y'all All the boys and all the girls (All the boys and
to my little friends DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Cypress Hill Everybody, put your hands where my eyes can see Everywhere we go people know that we roll
out your favorite DJ man Y'all know what the fuck it is man (Yeah, yeah, and, and say somethin' ya bitch-ass nigga) Yeah, street justice muthafucka (Yeah, go
gives a fuck where you from I'm from that ATL hoe Who gives a fuck where you from I'm from that DC Bitch Who gives a fuck where you from I'm from That
breakfast askin why (Big Moe) Yeeeh-yeeeah, yeeeh yeeah yea yeeeah its them boys off that Long Drive that nigga D-mo (D-mo) Here I go, here I go gettin
tha beach I'll be rolling Neva see me strolling, 40s I'll be holding Girls in the daisies, drive Eazy crazy Rolled up my windows as I turned on my AC Rolling
supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there were no prisons, well, where would robbers go? And what if I told you to Fxxk
Ahh shit! Yeh, everywhere I go Nuff gunshot are firin' out the ghetto area seen? I haffa watch my back too much crack seen? Watch yourself 'cuz nuff
try it, gotta com-plaint, boys ride toys on chrome, baby you drunk, you need to go home, 15 quick and ill thug rug bone, first of the month and roll
shoot at us But when you bust your thang it misses I ain't even much trippin' 'Cause I'm the man where I'm residin' So I'm decidin' where I'm residin
where we be wreckin' Where we from, Timbaland (VA) See that's my man so understand these things Three niggas thinkin' 'bout cream Me and Magoo, y'all realize we roll
2 Dope) Grabbin' On Your Balls, Straight Slingin' Stones, Fuck The Gang Squad Tryna' Take Me Out My Home, Check My Neck, And I Got Yours, Cause' Roll
boys are just saying love me please With every hate filled phrase they just give it away Oh, boys you give yourself away You know Janny Wenner, Janny Wenner Rolling stone
wait a second hold up a minute bro Before I Usher over their's somethin' you should know Jesus is the firm rock not a Rolling Stone With Him Heaven not Nirvana is where you'll go
like singing like that boy Big Moe Southside playas, Noufside north When I come through I got to let my trunk glow Rolling in my Benzo, rolling up my
made fasho I feel like singing like that boy Big Moe Southside playas, Noufside north When I come through I got to let my trunk glow Rolling in my Benzo, rolling
on the telephone It was my cousin, Joan She picked it up and that's up 40 rack and then I read your interview in Rolling Stone You threw the boys a
Rhodes and Bob Backlund Bruno Samartino, Stan Staziak Now The Rock and Stone Cold are my favorite maniacs The top rooster pluckin', chickens when I'm cluckin' WWF stands for When and Where